After Being Fined by My Ex-Wife's Sister

Copywriting: In the hot summer of August, Xie Siruo returned to his hometown and opened a tattoo and piercing shop. The month after the opening, illegal partitions were investigated. The policewoman who posted the ticket had "Jing" written on her badge. She looked up at her and said in a business-like tone, "Ms. Xie, please cooperate." Xie Siruo knew Officer Jing in front of him. A few years ago, the girl was under her, and her eyelashes were so painful that she refused to stop. She would only bury her face in the crook of her neck and muffled, "Sister, I can do this." While the others were leaving, Xie Siruo smiled and said, "Why don't you call me sister?" Jing Yun stared at her and remained silent. Xie Siruo thought of the days when he and the other party were crowded in a rental house. Jing Yun's eyes were like snow, wet but cool and soft, illuminated by the light of cheap light bulbs, containing only her. But later, the other party floated to high places like glistening snow, leaving her alone, living like the decaying mud after the warmth of spring. * Jing Yun, dressed in uniform, walked into Xie Siruo's shop again and asked her to get an ear bone nail. "Are you sure you want to hit me?" Xie Siruo put on his gloves and leaned close to her ear. Putting down the puncture needle, she gently rubbed Jingyun's earlobe with her fingertips, "Just getting earrings is boring." Jing Yun raised his eyes to look at her, there were too many things in his eyes that were suppressed into calmness. From the piercing chair to the bedroom, after tacitly losing control, the abstinent light blue uniform shirt was unbuttoned, and the spring was burning in the frosty eyes. Xie Siruo stroked the police officer's slightly trembling eyelashes and advised: "Don't hang out with people like me anymore." Jing Yun grabbed her wrist, his eyes burning red, "What qualifications do you have to say this?" "Xie Siruo, don't forget what happened when we rented a house in H city." * Xie Siruo once tattooed traces of snowflakes on her pulse points, which she thought was the most appropriate metaphor for Jing Yun. When the fine needle penetrated the skin, the burning sensation made her feel like she was in summer. Until one day, Jing Yun lifted up her sleeves and exposed her long-standing secret. "Have you not forgotten me?" The young police officer asked softly. Jingyun doesn't know that tattoos will fade over time. And Xie Siruo relies on the pain of color retouching to reproduce the heat wave in the rental house that the old-fashioned fan cannot suppress over and over again. Trying to simulate that time, Jing Yun stood on tiptoe and hugged her warmth when she came back from work. Inferior self-esteem and introverted piercer x female police officer who is aggressive but soft *small town article *year upside (thank you) *Sour mouth/reunion after broken mirror [25.12.28 Screenshot archive, 26.4.6 Revision] Intention:-